Chapter 107: Overflowing Affection

Shen Ah Huai watched the man before her sink into deep thought, his expression contemplative, clearly pondering the reason behind Lu Qingqing’s exile.

She hurriedly pressed for an answer.

“The emperor was manipulated. I know that you have always held a special admiration for your sister.”

“Yes, yes.”

In that moment…

Fan Yu once again unleashed a mixture of Purple Sacred Lightning and Mysterious Ice Divine Thunder, interspersed with extinguishing lightning flashes. The resistance in the surrounding space seemed to vanish as he followed the path of the lightning toward the shimmering blue ahead.

Amid the chirping of birds, Liu Shuang rubbed his sleepy eyes, turned over, and glanced at Liu Xin sleeping soundly beside him before getting up to wash.

“Yes, but many of these are naturally formed barriers. Some are clearly man-made. From what I’ve seen, there is definitely more than one organization operating here,” Bo Jun explained, glancing once again toward the depths of the mountains.

“What’s the matter? Weren’t you so formidable? Now that your brothers are all dead, why don’t you come out?” Fan Yu looked coldly at his own decayed body beneath him.

“No problem at all! Everything will be carried out according to the guild’s rules! Besides, who would complain about having less money to share?” Sha Putong replied without hesitation. Then he gave a subtle signal to his two accomplices and tilted his head toward the door.

“Tch!” Yu Chuan, stunned by the sudden reversal of the battle, quickly dragged Chang You and Yong, who had lost an arm, to the side. He then ignited ghostly flames all over his body and launched a determined counterattack.

At the same time, far away, Huan Gou and Ya Zi seemed to have caught the faint whisper from Pu Lao just moments before. One second they were still fighting fiercely; the next, their figures disappeared. Pu Lao wiped his hands clean, casually tossed a bloodied handkerchief to the ground, and vanished without a trace.

Zi Qi glanced back with an inadvertent smile. Her emerald eyes shone transparently, reflecting the sunlight that turned her hair golden. Her lively, vigorous spirit was unmistakable. Her cherry-like cheeks and crescent-shaped smile stirred a warmth even in Chi Hong’s usually stern heart.

How could something like this appear here? Lihe soil is used during sword forging to gather the spiritual sword essence.

Liu Xinyi’s film was wildly popular—couples’ seats were impossible to get. Xi Zhan Yu, frustrated, dragged Rong Lang to the back row, propping his chin up, and when the lights dimmed, he watched attentively.

I sighed, clearing my mind of distractions and forcing myself into the calmest state, analyzing this family’s situation from beginning to end.

Wu Mang listened to Wang Baicao’s words and immediately helped me up, about to take me on a “tour.”

In the martial world, there have always been many hidden forces. These secret sects naturally exist in secluded places—those scarcely known to outsiders.

Ming Zhi widened her eyes, looking at Ning Fubo in confusion but said nothing. She allowed his broad, delicate hands to cover her ears while she wrapped her arms around his waist and nestled herself entirely into his embrace.

Wang Fengzhen simply nodded, looked at me, and seeing my dark circles, told me to go home and rest. She said it was enough that A Chun was here to keep me company.

In the end, Sun Ce spared Dong Shang some dignity, feigning a scolding of Zhang Hong before swiftly changing the subject.

Upon hearing that Sun Ce’s army had arrived, everyone’s faces brightened. Jiang Qin continued the previous conversation.

Looking up at the blazing sun hanging high in the sky, Ying Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead with a fierce swipe and muttered curses under his breath. It was nearly November, yet there was no trace of autumn—not even a breeze stirred.